Chapter 1795: Destroying Liehun Hall

Chen Yu did not want to waste words on this person; he raised both hands and gave a light pinch in the void, as if he were pinching an ant.

Pfft... Guiwu's head burst open, and he fell straight to the ground; even in death, his eyes did not close, for he truly died with his eyes wide open in resentment.

"You deserved to die." Chen Yu glanced coldly at Guiwu, then turned back to the Xuenü hiding behind a giant rock and said, "You can come out now, it's all resolved."

From the moment Guiwu and the others appeared, the Xuenü had hidden behind it, because she felt an innate fear of these people.

Even when she walked out, she still wore a look of disbelief; she could not believe that these people had actually been resolved by Chen Yu in such a short time.

Although Chen Yu was a Hunter, the members of Liehun Hall had experienced Hunters before, and it was not their first time; the fact that they had escaped from the Heavenly Dao over ten times proved that their strength was not just empty talk.

Yet she never imagined that Chen Yu would resolve the entire Liehun Hall in an instant.

This was a massacre, because the opponents had no ability to resist at all; even with the reinforcement of the Tianqi Barrier, they still did not last long.

"They are all dead?" The Xuenü looked at the corpses lying scattered before her in disbelief, her whole person somewhat dazed.

"Dead, turned to dust and smoke, not even a trace left behind." Chen Yu's tone was indifferent: "From now on, your Xuenü Clan will never be threatened by anyone again."

The Xuenü was in a trance; even now, she still could not believe that the people before her had been resolved by Chen Yu just like that.

These people had once been her nightmare; nearly half of her clanspeople had died at their hands, while the others were imprisoned in the Abyss of the Snow Mountain, eroded by dark energy, and even kept in captivity to have their Spiritual Power extracted.

She slowly knelt on the ground, crying silently; suddenly, she lifted her head sharply, a flash of coldness passing through her eyes.

Immediately after, her long hair suddenly scattered and extended, her long hair spreading out in all directions like a black waterfall.

The corpses on the ground were swept up by her hair, and following a sharp shriek from her, those corpses turned into fine powder.

The hatred suppressed deep in her heart for so long made it impossible for her to forgive these people, so even though they were already dead, she still had to grind their bones and scatter their ashes.

The members of Liehun Hall turned into fine powder, leaving no bones behind; these people were the myths of Fusang, enjoying supreme honor, but no one expected their end to be so miserable.

A sword slowly floated up; this sword was two meters long and two meters wide, a giant sword.

"Is this the Apocalypse Sword?" The Xuenü looked at the sword floating in mid-air with some surprise: "This sword is the treasure of Liehun Hall, but why didn't they sacrifice this sword even until they died?"

"Is it very powerful?" Chen Yu raised his head to look at the sword floating in mid-air, feeling the power within it, and nodded: "It is indeed powerful; it's not that they didn't want to use it, but that they never had the chance to use it at all."

"No chance?" The Xuenü then felt relieved; with Chen Yu's strength, he probably didn't give these people any chance to strike.

When it came down to it, Guiwu and his group were too arrogant; they felt that even though Chen Yu came aggressively, they had experienced several attacks from Hunters.

So even if Chen Yu came, they did not think Chen Yu could kill them all in one go.

They just never dreamed that the Hunter who came this time would be so strong, strong to the point that they didn't even have the chance to sacrifice their sword.

"It is rumored that this sword was used by an Ancient God." Chen Yu said: "It is a pity that it fell into the hands of these villains, but having been used by these petty people for so long, the Sword Intent is no longer pure, and there is no meaning in keeping it here."

Chen Yu beckoned with his right hand, and Lichen was in his hand; then he raised his hand, the sword fell, and Lichen turned into a trail of light and flew forward suddenly.

Ding... the huge sword body was struck, and then with a hum, a huge sound rang out from mid-air.

The Apocalypse Sword shook violently, then turned into fragments and disappeared without a trace.

"Why didn't you use this sword?" The Xuenü did not quite understand.

"The sword has been used by bad people for too long and has become an evil sword." Chen Yu shook his head slowly and said: "I have Lichen, which is already in tune with my heart and mind, and if this sword were given to someone else, they would sooner or later be infected by its evil nature."

"So destroying it right now is the best choice."

"So that's how it is, I understand." The Xuenü nodded slowly; only then did she understand why Chen Yu insisted on destroying this sword.

"Where are your clanspeople? Let's go save them." Chen Yu turned back and said.

"Okay." The Xuenü's expression was somewhat agitated; she had not seen her clanspeople for a long time, and now that she could suddenly see them, she felt both joy and nervousness.

Behind Liehun Hall, in a dark abyss where no light reached.

The entrance to this place was only a slit, barely enough for one person to enter; after walking in, a huge abyss appeared.

Chen Yu raised his head, his expression somewhat shocked, as he saw the rocky cliffs of this abyss densely covered with people.

These people were all hung by steel wires as thin as spider silk, their bodies covered in a layer of ice, as if they were caught in a spider web.

There were tens of thousands of these people, all of them female, both old and young.

The Xuenü do not age, and they die naturally only when death arrives, but until they die, they maintain the appearance of their youth.

This was precisely the special characteristic of their clan, which was why they were targeted by the people of Liehun Hall and captured here.

The Xuenü's tears streamed down; she was naturally prone to emotional fluctuations, and now seeing her clanspeople hung here, enduring pain, her tears gushed out even more violently.

She slowly knelt on the ground, her tears falling, and then her tears turned into blood-tears; as she wept, snowflakes drifted in the dark abyss.

Then these snowflakes formed a storm, and this storm suddenly changed later on, the snowflakes filling the sky turning blood-colored.

Chen Yu watched everything before him with some surprise; he knew the Xuenü was performing a ritual, and this ritual could save her clanspeople.

Sure enough, as the red snow danced across the sky, the ice and snow covering the Snow People Clan hung on the cliffs slowly disappeared, and one by one, the clanspeople slowly landed on the ground, emerging from the ice and snow like breaking out of a cocoon.

Soon, a small half of the clanspeople were saved.

The Xuenü exhausted all her strength and let out a mournful roar; the sound waves rippled in all directions, and the wind and snow suddenly grew even larger.

As the blood-colored snowflakes swept through the entire dark abyss, all of the Snow People Clan were saved.